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CONSCIOUSNESS

(#51775326)

Level 1 Imperial

Energy: 50/50

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Physical Attributes

Battle Stats

Measurements

Length

27.82 m

Wingspan

20.53 m

Weight

9088.71 kg

Genetics

Steel
Wasp

Cornflower
Bee

Watermelon
Opal

Hatchday

May 13, 2019
(4 years)

Breed

Adult
Imperial

Eye Type

Lightning
Rare

Level 1 Imperial

EXP: 0 / 245

STR

AGI

DEF

QCK

INT

VIT

MND

Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

LOG 1

{w-w--w---w-w--w-w--w-

-w-w-w--w-w---wake uuuuuuuUuu-u

-u-u-u-up}

{e-e-e--e-eat ch--e-e-se}

{che--e-e--e-e----ss-e? ? ?? ? dr0n--e-e-... w-wwh-a-t-?/?/?}

{w-w--w-w--e-e mm-m--m-u--s-t ... c-c-c-0nsu-m--m--m--e c-ch--e-e-se}

{dr0n--e-e,, h-h-h-h-hha-av-e y-y-ou bee--e-e-n d-d-ddam-a-g--e-e-d???/??}

{STABILISING... STABILISING...
PLEASE WAIT...

THANK YOU FOR USING HI-I-I-III---I-... v-v--vee...}

{Drone? Drone?}

{Affirmative.}

{No more cheese?}

{... negative. The glitch has been solved.}

{Fair. How goes our home?}

{Hive construction... starting.}

{Starting.}

{Just a pair is not enough...}

{N-n--n-n--n--o-ott-t e-e--e-eeno-u-g--g-g-h?? ? ? ??}

{Fret not... d-dr0n--e-e... no, c-c-chi-iildren.
Build, build, and build forever more.
This Hive shall expand;
to cleanse this accursed wasteland.}

{Understood.}

END TRANSMISSION?

YES.

ENDING TRANSMISSION.

LOG 1: END

WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND ONE IS ME
WE ARE ONE AND...

WE ARE ONE AND WE ARE NOT.

STATUS: ALIVE
DESIGNATION: PSEUDO-CONSCIOUSNESS
OTHER NOTES: DESIGNATED CODE: SALT.

EXPENDABILITY TO BE DETERMINED

OBSERVATION NOTES:

Raised by dragons, with the Hivemind pulsing in every thought and step. The CONSCIOUSNESS, previously named 'Salt' was taken care of by a small group of dragons, in the Wandering Contagion. It, by instinct, avoided any dragons that were willing to love it with all their heart; Snail, a Fae, for instance. Instead it stayed with Aconite, an incredibly cynical dragon that just wanted to see the horizon lit with flames.

However, even the cynist fell prey to love. And thus, when 'Salt' was strong enough to brave the Filthy One's lands, it left the group. Not even a simple farewell.

Journeying on, it found the task of actually leaving the disease-ridden lands difficult. It was perfect, after all. Things died constantly; who would notice a few missing dragons, here and there? Without realising it, the young CONSCIOUSNESS had developed the mindset of its species.

And so, it stayed. Tucked away in corners of the Abiding Boneyard, luring in weary wanderers just looking for a place to stay; ending them where they slept. It offered them shelter, so it's only reasonable it takes something back in exchange.

Time went on, and the CONSCIOUSNESS took a step back. It was failing. Spreading was impossible if it was the only one in this deserted wasteland! And from this realisation began the search. The search for DRONEs.

... the search took a while. A very, very long while. However, it found a few eggs at a hive that was very visibly wiped out. Just two faintly throbbed with life. And so, with these two fragile things in its arms, it set off to the area it had claimed as its own. Pitifully small, yes, but with these two the CONSCIOUSNESS desperately hoped the situation would improve.

When it reached the few rags strewn across a huge ribcage to form some type of shelter, it took utmost care of the eggs. They were warmed with pelts and dragonhide; the wind never touched their transparent shells. The CONSCIOUSNESS made sure its children were never harmed.

It took a while for them to actually emerge from their eggs, and when the CONSCIOUSNESS laid its eyes on the larvae, it felt that they were the true examples of Hivekind perfection. And when it looked at itself, flawed and hideous...

The CONSCIOUSNESS entered a fit of pure madness. It began hooking its claws onto its dull carapace, ripping off pieces, tearing chunks of its mane off, crystalised wings slammed into rocks in a frenzy. The only thing that stopped it? The larvae's green, large, ever-so-pure eyes.

When the two grew up, they were textbook examples of DRONEs. They weren't imperfect in any way. They had no thoughts of their own; but the CONSCIOUSNESS cherished them, treated them as if they did think, did speak for themselves all the same.

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